Windows to the Soul [Nagisa/Rei]
Title: Windows to the Soul
Fandom: Free! Iwatobi Swim Club
Pairing: Nagisa/Rei
Rating: PG
Warning(s): fluffy mcfluff; written in one sitting (as is becoming my habit...*sigh*)
Words: 625
Summary: Nagisa steals Rei's glasses, and gets a little more than he bargained for in the process.
Author's Note: This one could be easily retitled "Me Freaking Out About Rei's Pretty Eyes After Rewatching the Last Episode of Free! and Crying". That is, honestly, how this piece came about. I temporarily obsessed about how freaking pretty Rei's eyes are when he takes his glasses off (I noticed them in the hotel-night scene) and sat down to project my feelings onto my poor Nagisa. He may seem spastic and not prone to focusing on things-- because he is, bless him-- but I have the feeling he could get wrapped up in such a thing.
Inspired in part by a line of "Caramel" by SID: "Putting it into words would make it sound cheap, I understand that, but I want to convey it."
Also, my first filled square on my cottoncandy_bingo card! <3 Since the bingo comm is on dreamwidth, you can check out my masterpost at my little dreamwidth outpost. For the prompt "Beautiful".
Enjoy! <3
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In that moment, Nagisa was sure he would not be able to think of anything else, not for the moment, not for the rest of the evening, and quite possibly not for ages- and he most certainly would not be getting any more studying done.
He had done such a simple thing: he had, as he so often did, stolen Rei’s glasses. The two of them were seated beside one another on the floor of Rei’s bedroom, passionately dedicated to preparing themselves for exams, and Nagisa had inevitably decided that he could not accomplish this without the aid of his dear friend’s cute red-framed spectacles. So, he took them, perched them atop his head, and awaited the obligatory attention from his beloved Rei-chan.
-and he had gotten what he wanted. In a way.
It was something he had never noticed before-perhaps because he was always too engrossed in playing with the glasses to pay any mind to their rightful owner. They had been hiding something, blocking something out from the realm of normal perception by mere virtue of their presence, and when removed, that something took on a life of its own that when noticed, could not be ignored.
His eyes. Uncovered and unmitigated, they were perfectly and completely beautiful. There was a certain softness to the lilac of his eyes that the sharper angles of his glasses hid; yes, they were surely not so cold as they seemed, not so calculating. Those eyes felt.
If eyes could be defined as windows to the soul, consider the soul they alluded to-!
Being so bent on finding beauty wherever it existed, Nagisa found it odd that Rei had never noticed this so simply beautiful aspect about himself-until he remembered that it would require the removal of his glasses, which put quite a damper on noticing anything. He felt a doleful little flutter in his stomach-or was it a guilty one?-and promptly decided that the best course of action was to indulge himself more. To make up for what Rei was missing-or something.
Praying for some quality of subtlety that did not come, Nagisa leaned back a bit, hoping to catch a better glimpse of those lovely eyes. When they were nearly face-to-face, close enough for Nagisa to feel as if he could pitch forward and drown in those pools of sweet color, he caught his subject of observance’s attention.
“Nagisa-kun… what is it now?”
“A-ah, Rei-chan!” Nagisa blurted, caught thoroughly off-guard.
Rei frowned at him. His search for patience was painfully visible: how many different ways could Nagisa possibly come up with to distract him? Summoning a deep calm, he awaited his explanation.
And what could Nagisa say? He bit his lip to prevent the wrong words from spilling out, as they threatened to; he suddenly wanted to tell Rei what he was thinking so badly, but knew that he could not. If he tried to describe this simple, beautiful thing, it would only fall flat, and Rei would never understand. If he tried to convey the moment, the feeling of it, it would be cheapened by the words, and Rei would merely brush it off. Being so strongly held in that newly-discovered wonderful lilac gaze was doing nothing to help Nagisa, and he felt his face warming, oh lovely, oh so lovely- He tore the borrowed glasses from his face and brandished them at Rei, forcing them rather than offering them back. He had to do something. There was no way Rei could possibly understand the simple power of unobstructed windows to the soul when they, unmitigated in their power, could be so beautiful. There was nothing Nagisa could say-
-So he said: “Keep those on. You’re dangerous.”
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Fandom: Free! Iwatobi Swim Club
Pairing: Nagisa/Rei
Rating: PG
Warning(s): fluffy mcfluff; written in one sitting (as is becoming my habit...*sigh*)
Words: 625
Summary: Nagisa steals Rei's glasses, and gets a little more than he bargained for in the process.
Author's Note: This one could be easily retitled "Me Freaking Out About Rei's Pretty Eyes After Rewatching the Last Episode of Free! and Crying". That is, honestly, how this piece came about. I temporarily obsessed about how freaking pretty Rei's eyes are when he takes his glasses off (I noticed them in the hotel-night scene) and sat down to project my feelings onto my poor Nagisa. He may seem spastic and not prone to focusing on things-- because he is, bless him-- but I have the feeling he could get wrapped up in such a thing.
Inspired in part by a line of "Caramel" by SID: "Putting it into words would make it sound cheap, I understand that, but I want to convey it."
Also, my first filled square on my cottoncandy_bingo card! <3 Since the bingo comm is on dreamwidth, you can check out my masterpost at my little dreamwidth outpost. For the prompt "Beautiful".
Enjoy! <3
~◦☆◦~
In that moment, Nagisa was sure he would not be able to think of anything else, not for the moment, not for the rest of the evening, and quite possibly not for ages- and he most certainly would not be getting any more studying done.
He had done such a simple thing: he had, as he so often did, stolen Rei’s glasses. The two of them were seated beside one another on the floor of Rei’s bedroom, passionately dedicated to preparing themselves for exams, and Nagisa had inevitably decided that he could not accomplish this without the aid of his dear friend’s cute red-framed spectacles. So, he took them, perched them atop his head, and awaited the obligatory attention from his beloved Rei-chan.
-and he had gotten what he wanted. In a way.
It was something he had never noticed before-perhaps because he was always too engrossed in playing with the glasses to pay any mind to their rightful owner. They had been hiding something, blocking something out from the realm of normal perception by mere virtue of their presence, and when removed, that something took on a life of its own that when noticed, could not be ignored.
His eyes. Uncovered and unmitigated, they were perfectly and completely beautiful. There was a certain softness to the lilac of his eyes that the sharper angles of his glasses hid; yes, they were surely not so cold as they seemed, not so calculating. Those eyes felt.
If eyes could be defined as windows to the soul, consider the soul they alluded to-!
Being so bent on finding beauty wherever it existed, Nagisa found it odd that Rei had never noticed this so simply beautiful aspect about himself-until he remembered that it would require the removal of his glasses, which put quite a damper on noticing anything. He felt a doleful little flutter in his stomach-or was it a guilty one?-and promptly decided that the best course of action was to indulge himself more. To make up for what Rei was missing-or something.
Praying for some quality of subtlety that did not come, Nagisa leaned back a bit, hoping to catch a better glimpse of those lovely eyes. When they were nearly face-to-face, close enough for Nagisa to feel as if he could pitch forward and drown in those pools of sweet color, he caught his subject of observance’s attention.
“Nagisa-kun… what is it now?”
“A-ah, Rei-chan!” Nagisa blurted, caught thoroughly off-guard.
Rei frowned at him. His search for patience was painfully visible: how many different ways could Nagisa possibly come up with to distract him? Summoning a deep calm, he awaited his explanation.
And what could Nagisa say? He bit his lip to prevent the wrong words from spilling out, as they threatened to; he suddenly wanted to tell Rei what he was thinking so badly, but knew that he could not. If he tried to describe this simple, beautiful thing, it would only fall flat, and Rei would never understand. If he tried to convey the moment, the feeling of it, it would be cheapened by the words, and Rei would merely brush it off. Being so strongly held in that newly-discovered wonderful lilac gaze was doing nothing to help Nagisa, and he felt his face warming, oh lovely, oh so lovely- He tore the borrowed glasses from his face and brandished them at Rei, forcing them rather than offering them back. He had to do something. There was no way Rei could possibly understand the simple power of unobstructed windows to the soul when they, unmitigated in their power, could be so beautiful. There was nothing Nagisa could say-
-So he said: “Keep those on. You’re dangerous.”
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